On Sunday Gabe inflated our brand new kickball and took it outside to play a little ball with Sam. Instead of catching the ball when Gabe threw it, however, Sam blocked it with his palm in such a way that it caused his bone to buckle just above his wrist.

What bothers me so much about this, other than Sammy’s arm being broken, is that I called to try to make him a doctor’s appointment Monday morning and only got an answering machine at the Navy clinic here, which is typical. After 3 different appointment lines and no actual person to help me, I called the nurse’s hotline to find out if I should take him to the ER.
The nurse said No. Wait 7 days and if it is still hurting him and it’s still swollen then call the clinic here and make him an appointment.

Good thing that I am a more paranoid mom then that. I took him to the ER that afternoon. Xrays showed a very defined break.
The next day, yesterday, the Navy clinic wanted to see him and take more xrays, which also showed a very defined break, but they had to forward them to a bone specialist or someone because they don’t do casts.

I felt like Sam passed a test or something when orthopedics finally called today to have him come in and get a full cast on. As soon as they saw the xrays they were all like, can you get him here within the hour?

Sam is quite proud of his broken bone and the resulting cast for right now. I’m sure that’ll change before too long though.

It’s 85 degrees and it smells like sunscreen and dirt and wet bathing suits.

The younger kids want to live outside. They want to eat outside and play outside and sleep outside. The older kids complain that it’s too hot and I remind them that we live in Florida and they should stop complaining because they know what hot is and it is not 85 degrees.

Yesterday Matthew(11) wanted to make some muffins from scratch. He’s shown himself to be pretty competent in the kitchen so I printed him out a recipe and he got started mixing flour and sugar as I ran out the door on a last minute errand. Kait was here to supervise and answer any questions so I felt fine leaving the house for a half hour.

Everything was find. I got no emergency texts saying the house was on fire or anything even though I probably should have because they freaking set the house on fire while I was gone.

Okay, not the house, exactly, but the oven. They set the oven on fire.

Matthew. My precious, bright eyed baby boy.

He mistook 3/4 cup sugar for 3 cups sugar. But this wasn’t the issue. The issue was the 3 tablespoons of baking powder. The recipe called for 3 teaspoons baking powder.

I walked in the door and could smell the distinct odor of burnt cookies. Kait told me that there had been a fire in the oven and somebody, I think it was Ben, commented thankfully we were able to save the muffins.

They started eating the custard-like mess from the bottom of the muffin cups. I guess it wasn’t a total waste.

Lucy(4) was so disappointed about the lack of actual muffins though. This morning while she was peeling an orange she requested out of the blue, Mom, please don’t let Matthew use too much baking powder today when he makes pupcakes again.

It struck me odd that she recalled it being too much baking powder in the muffins that ruined them. That girl has got some kind of memory for sure.

Matthew saw me writing this post and said he was going to go attempt to make muffins again. I will not be running any errands. As a matter of fact, I should probably get off this computer so I can pay closer attention.

Kait texted me the other night. From her room. It just happened to be her 20th birthday but that doesn’t have anything to do with this post except hello I have a 20 year old child people and when did this happen? Kait and I texting each other in the evenings from inside the same house has become a normal occurrence because since Christmas it has become hazardous to walk across the living room, kitchen, and dining room floors at night. There are at least a hundred tiny dinosaurs and sea creatures everywhere no matter how much we try to clean them up and they are very bitey.

Kait: What is my blood type?

Me: I don’t know. Why?

Kait: Trying to get some extra income. Selling it on the back market.

Me:I don’t think that is going to work like you think it is. You could just do your taxes and get your refund.

Kait: Obviously you never knew about the opportunities here. Pensacola has some renowned black market gang mobs.

Me: Gang mobs spill blood, not buy blood.

Kait: Where do you think they get the blood to spill? Trees don’t grow blood.

Me:

Blood. Tree.

It’s actually a Dragon Blood Tree but she didn’t specify so neither did I.

We’ve lived in this house for about 10 months now and have finally gotten to a point where we are ready to tackle a few projects. The house has been seriously taken care of so I figured our mini-remodels would go super smoothly.

Hahaha.

The first thing I wanted to do was paint the kitchen. Simple. Easy. Cheap. Quick. I really don’t like color yellow so my plan was to give it a quick coat of white paint just to get the kitchen remodel started. Turns out, no.

As it would turn out, the bright yellow kitchen walls are actually painted wallpaper because, really, nothing can just be easy right?

So, Matthew(11) and I ripped the wallpaper down in about 2 days, which took with it some paint and pieces of drywall so now my quick painting job has turned into a some sort of construction project where I get to scrape and clean and putty and texture and I don’t even know how to do some of those things.

Yesterday’s Seattle/Green Bay football game was the absolute best game I’ve ever seen. Rabbit is a strong Seahawks fan so there was a range of emotion in our living room as his home team scored 15 points in just 44 seconds, closing a 13 point gap and taking the lead with just 1:25 left in the 4th quarter.

I’m a Patriots fan myself, being born less than a hours drive from Gillette Stadium, and was happy to see them shut down the Colts hard yesterday. However, that game was a total bore compared to the dramatic last 4 minutes of the Seahawk’s game.

With our two teams both now headed to the Superbowl in two weeks, that Sunday afternoon is going to be interesting in this house for sure.